It’s a tough outfit for the heat, and I keep reminding him to hydrate. Between blackberries, stinging nettles, and devil’s club he needs each laye...r of protection. We’re both fighting over the wheelbarrow. He wants it to pile up future bonfire material. I am repositioning the massive mound of beautiful dirt we had delivered into the four raised beds, our future orchard. I am sporting jean shorts and a tight white t-shirt that proclaims the time as five o'clock somewhere in the world. I win the. Soon my hand is pulling the steamy fabric to the side, putting my wet, clean shaven lips right on display. The clear nectar is dripping from my sultry well. As my eyes are locked on his I slide two fingers deep inside my pussy. My moan is loud, too loud. It’s authentic but is also for effect. I want him – no I need him – to want this, really want this. And frankly I’d like nothing better than to fuck that big thick cock right here and now. In my sexiest voice I seal the deal. “Do you want. I promised to take them to a movie to make up for it and they seemed content with the idea. Since it was a weekday, the nightclub had closed at two instead of three-thirty, so it was still pretty early in terms of nightlife. Just three and a half hours ago I had met David and now I couldn't stop thinking about our heated encounter, and how turned on I was. All three of us dozed off on the bus until I felt my phone vibrate. When I checked, it was David.Let me send a cab to pick you up, I know. It was slippery now, covered in his spit.oOoIn her office, Mrs. Jones welcomed in a very attractive, and also a very professional lady."Good to see you, Joyce. How is everything?"She invited Joyce to sit on the couch in her office, one of the perks of owning her own company. She watched Joyce take off her outer coat and the brief glimpse down her blouse was so tantalizingly quick. She held her breath for a second to regain her control.They made small talk for a moment and Joyce looked surprised.